Why? what have you done to me?
I feel weak.
What's happening? What's going on?
No! More smoke. *cough* *cough*
AW! stop the pain! oh no please!
My fluids. It seems clogged. Why?
What's in it?
Where's my precious skin. no!
I feel weak.
My heart! It's pulpitating.
NO! Chemicals! NO! *cough*
I ... must ... bare.
For my precious children.
But wait, what's this?
YOU! stop that! NO! why kill them?
YOU! stop that! why throw those?
YOU! stop that! NO please. Don't burn.
I feel weak.
What have you done?
I entrusted you with all.
All of it!
I'm hurt
*SOBS*
I cry tears of pain!
Typhoons. Storms. Rain.
Feel my anger!
Heatwaves.
Feel my wrath!
Landslides. Earthquakes!
Why betray me? Why?
- Mother Nature
Written By: Abielle Remo
Constructed By: Abielle Remo
Saturday, October 17, 2009
A man hard to find
Are they nowhere to be seen? Must they always be under caves? Should I go through a needle hole in order to find such man this sixteen year old girl desires?
Never have I seen someone, with deeper thoughts than just sex. Ones who see, not just look. Ones who feel, not just touch. Ones who listen, not just hear. Is there no one with feelings deep enough to understand a girl's soul? No one?
Shallow men are not what I desire. Where is a man who is somewhat obscure yet, when dug in deep, you find gold? With language like that of a romantic novel's author? No more gentlemen with a strike of humor? A personality willing to touch my heart. Men who thinks that writings like these aren't 'cheesy'. It may be so. Mostly only to those who have shallow souls.
I've gone through sleepless nights with such thoughts. I may give up from this great search and maybe settle for shallowness, stubborness and jerks. They say I must wait. Are they saying, only older men obtain these qualities? Not one, two, or three years ahead have these? Who among young people have so?
In sixteen, hearts start to beat faster than any younger hearts.
This search isn't over.
I'm finding you.
Or maybe not.
- Abielle
Never have I seen someone, with deeper thoughts than just sex. Ones who see, not just look. Ones who feel, not just touch. Ones who listen, not just hear. Is there no one with feelings deep enough to understand a girl's soul? No one?
Shallow men are not what I desire. Where is a man who is somewhat obscure yet, when dug in deep, you find gold? With language like that of a romantic novel's author? No more gentlemen with a strike of humor? A personality willing to touch my heart. Men who thinks that writings like these aren't 'cheesy'. It may be so. Mostly only to those who have shallow souls.
I've gone through sleepless nights with such thoughts. I may give up from this great search and maybe settle for shallowness, stubborness and jerks. They say I must wait. Are they saying, only older men obtain these qualities? Not one, two, or three years ahead have these? Who among young people have so?
In sixteen, hearts start to beat faster than any younger hearts.
This search isn't over.
I'm finding you.
Or maybe not.
- Abielle
Monday, September 7, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Shattered Glass
A mother asked her child to go out for some quality time.
The child refused as for he wanted to play with his friends instead.
Rushing off to the neighbors, he left the mother behind.
His mother instead prepared dinner, something her child truly wants.
The child arrived home. Mother welcomed him with a hug as he stood still.
He says "Mom, I'm full. I ate in my bud's house."
Disappointed, his mother puts away the meal.
The next day, the child came with a terrible fever.
He was burning hot.
The mother took a day off and catered to his every need.
She felt such deep pity for her child, praying that the sickness would just transfer to her.
The next day, the child was well.
But, the mother was ill.
So cold, she waited for his son to awake so she could use the blanket.
His son was up and she quickly used the blanket.
Mother said: "Son, please get me some water"
Son said:"C'mon mom, it's on the side table. You can get it"
Then he rushed to his friends.
Mother was alone again.
Trying to reach the water, the mother forced herself.
Reaching out her hands. She was unable to reach the water.
After a few hours, the son arrived.
"Mom, have you fixed dinner yet?"
He went to her room.
She was motionless lying on the floor along with the shattered glass.
-Abielle
The child refused as for he wanted to play with his friends instead.
Rushing off to the neighbors, he left the mother behind.
His mother instead prepared dinner, something her child truly wants.
The child arrived home. Mother welcomed him with a hug as he stood still.
He says "Mom, I'm full. I ate in my bud's house."
Disappointed, his mother puts away the meal.
The next day, the child came with a terrible fever.
He was burning hot.
The mother took a day off and catered to his every need.
She felt such deep pity for her child, praying that the sickness would just transfer to her.
The next day, the child was well.
But, the mother was ill.
So cold, she waited for his son to awake so she could use the blanket.
His son was up and she quickly used the blanket.
Mother said: "Son, please get me some water"
Son said:"C'mon mom, it's on the side table. You can get it"
Then he rushed to his friends.
Mother was alone again.
Trying to reach the water, the mother forced herself.
Reaching out her hands. She was unable to reach the water.
After a few hours, the son arrived.
"Mom, have you fixed dinner yet?"
He went to her room.
She was motionless lying on the floor along with the shattered glass.
-Abielle
Saturday, June 20, 2009
I wish I had her life
Ordinary Girl
As I wake up every morning.
The early call of rooster gets me up and running.
I greet my family and give them a kiss as I rush to the kitchen and fix me up some grub.
Eager to catch the bus to school, I get dressed.
I put on t-shirt and pants. Comfortable enough to last for the day.
I walk through the noisy school hallway and meet up with some buds.
They seem to be ignoring me- again, kissing up to those popular among the student body.
I roam to find my real friend waiting for me beside my locker.
Share a few morning laughs.
The bell rings, I rush to class.
Along with my classmates, we go through activities.
Then, homeworks.
Lunch time aproached, my favorite time of the day.
I glance through tables, hoping to find an empty seat.
Luckily enough, I get one.
I chat for a few, glance a few to this guy and go to my next class.
GYM!
Climb ropes, Run miles, Throw balls... OUCH!
I wait for the bus and have enough time to go home and work.
Feed animals, Clean the house, Water the plants, then homework.
Still, I have this beautiful night sky view from the grass below.
I lay down. Looking up. Listen to the cool breeze's whisper, and count the stars.
I then look up and see a girl so beautiful in a wonderful castle's balcony.
I wish I had her life.
A Princess
As I wake up in the morning.
I get sweet and gentle hellos and greetings.
I get a kiss in the hand and breakfast comes rushing to me.
I point a finger to an outfit.
Next thing I know, I'm wearing it.
It's pretty itchy but it's needed for glamour.
I must bare.
The Limo comes and gets me to my tutor.
I walk to an empty hallway along with two muscular men beside me.
No words are uttered. Complete silence. Just the sound of my heels.
Some officials come and greet me. Rich kids in the building bow.
I want to roam yet I'm not allowed.
I get to class.
Along with 3 more girls and 2 guys, we begin.
Lesson for today- speaking french.
We're served high class meals with bland taste.
We don't leave the room.
I glance to a prince. Then I look away. Next,
SPORTS CLASS
Archery, Golf, Chess... UGH!
We're not allowed to have such busy sports.
I'm escorted to the limo and then I go home.
I sign papers, take photographs, attend meetings, then piano lessons.
Still, I have this beautiful night sky view from my balcony.
I look up, listen to the cool breeze's whisper and count the stars.
I then look down and see this simple girl from the grass below, so relaxed and free.
Who seems to be looking at me.
I wish I had her life.
(A shooting star appeared that night)
As I wake up every morning.
The early call of rooster gets me up and running.
I greet my family and give them a kiss as I rush to the kitchen and fix me up some grub.
Eager to catch the bus to school, I get dressed.
I put on t-shirt and pants. Comfortable enough to last for the day.
I walk through the noisy school hallway and meet up with some buds.
They seem to be ignoring me- again, kissing up to those popular among the student body.
I roam to find my real friend waiting for me beside my locker.
Share a few morning laughs.
The bell rings, I rush to class.
Along with my classmates, we go through activities.
Then, homeworks.
Lunch time aproached, my favorite time of the day.
I glance through tables, hoping to find an empty seat.
Luckily enough, I get one.
I chat for a few, glance a few to this guy and go to my next class.
GYM!
Climb ropes, Run miles, Throw balls... OUCH!
I wait for the bus and have enough time to go home and work.
Feed animals, Clean the house, Water the plants, then homework.
Still, I have this beautiful night sky view from the grass below.
I lay down. Looking up. Listen to the cool breeze's whisper, and count the stars.
I then look up and see a girl so beautiful in a wonderful castle's balcony.
I wish I had her life.
A Princess
As I wake up in the morning.
I get sweet and gentle hellos and greetings.
I get a kiss in the hand and breakfast comes rushing to me.
I point a finger to an outfit.
Next thing I know, I'm wearing it.
It's pretty itchy but it's needed for glamour.
I must bare.
The Limo comes and gets me to my tutor.
I walk to an empty hallway along with two muscular men beside me.
No words are uttered. Complete silence. Just the sound of my heels.
Some officials come and greet me. Rich kids in the building bow.
I want to roam yet I'm not allowed.
I get to class.
Along with 3 more girls and 2 guys, we begin.
Lesson for today- speaking french.
We're served high class meals with bland taste.
We don't leave the room.
I glance to a prince. Then I look away. Next,
SPORTS CLASS
Archery, Golf, Chess... UGH!
We're not allowed to have such busy sports.
I'm escorted to the limo and then I go home.
I sign papers, take photographs, attend meetings, then piano lessons.
Still, I have this beautiful night sky view from my balcony.
I look up, listen to the cool breeze's whisper and count the stars.
I then look down and see this simple girl from the grass below, so relaxed and free.
Who seems to be looking at me.
I wish I had her life.
(A shooting star appeared that night)
Friday, June 19, 2009
Child Abuse
"a child's story"
I am just a child
I am only three
my voice is soft, but i will try
so listen to my plea
I wake up in the morning
my body feels so weak
because of last night's beating
I could hardly speak
I asked my dad if I could eat
just one bread from the oven
my daddy turned and gave a hit
and said i'm such a burden
my face was struck and though it hurts
I'm not allowed to cry
if mommy hears, my hand she'll burn
or even punch my eye
then daddy dragged me down
to a corner of a room
on my face, he saw a frown
then beat me with a broom
after one more strike, he stopped at once
then i saw something red
on my shirt, it's dripping down
it's thick blood from my head
my mom came home and stared at me
she thought that i was sleeping
she came near and looked closely
she saw that i was dying
then i stood up, and turned around
I was shocked with what i saw
a bloody girl lying down
motionless on the floor
that poor little girl not moving at all
blood was on her head
to mom and dad I tried to call
but i realize ... i was dead! :(
-Abielle
Website modeling!
Ever thought of website modeling?
I've been doing it for a while now.
I've been a part of fashionsunited. Only, I'm doing it for free. yea. that's right, FREE!
Maybe you're saying? WHAT?! WTF! Well, that's just in MY case. You could do it for money too.
try visiting onlinemodels.com and see where your modeling prowess takes you.
Online modeling is fun and you can do it in the comfort of your own home. Some agencies just go online, look at pretty pictures and contact you to wear something like, this or that and you just submit photos. Cha-ching! MONEY!!!!!
I have sample pictures of my modeling agendas.


I've been doing it for a while now.
I've been a part of fashionsunited. Only, I'm doing it for free. yea. that's right, FREE!
Maybe you're saying? WHAT?! WTF! Well, that's just in MY case. You could do it for money too.
try visiting onlinemodels.com and see where your modeling prowess takes you.
Online modeling is fun and you can do it in the comfort of your own home. Some agencies just go online, look at pretty pictures and contact you to wear something like, this or that and you just submit photos. Cha-ching! MONEY!!!!!
I have sample pictures of my modeling agendas.
Try for yourself!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Meet my dog Gaixa!
Dogs are man's bestfriends. I've had her since I was 12. Yea, so now I'm 15.
Have you ever owned a dog before? Well, I've had lots.
There's training, feeding, cleaning after them. But hell yeah it's fun!
In the video above, I'm training my dog how to sit and stay.
*INSTRUCTIONS*
- First teach your dog how to sit.
- Whenever they sit, say "sit" then give them a treat. (that way, they know what the action is called)
- Push their back against the floor and once they sit, give them a treat. (make sure they get a lot of praise.
- Once they know how to sit, they must also learn how to fetch *note: sit and stay may take atleast a week if you dog doesn't know the basics*
- Once they've learned "fetch" (in my case, "get") you can start teaching them "sit, stay, and get/fetch!" (you may even say "get slash fetch, [insert name of dog here]")
- To start, let them sit.
- Walk a few steps back
- Place the treat where they can see it. (If they start running towards it, remove the treat)
- Do it repeatedly until they stay sitted.
- Don't forget to say the word "stay!"
- Then when you want them to fetch/get just say the command.
On the video above, I'm not being harsh, My dog likes playing trick on me a lot so I planned revenge. Haha! I love her so much! She's so spoiled.
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